They days grow shorter,
as winter comes along
The leaves lose their color.
And my schedule too strong.

It seems like I have a million things to do.
Running around like a goose.
And of course I have so much homework due too.
I wish I could just break loose.

But I keep looking ahead
When my schedule will just become dead.
because in just a few weeks
I'll get to sit at home, leg propped up.
And work on my Call of Duty techniques.